"Qing Kui, I am very satisfied with this alchemist you found. So long as he can refine the liquid I need and stabilize his condition, I will activate the Star Fixing Plate for you, increasing the success rate of the Three Realms' Mahayana cultivators ascending to the upper realm by several tens of percent. Therefore, you must ensure that this alchemist does not die."
The female cultivator spoke, adding another safeguard for Qin Fengming's survival.
As long as Qing Kui informed the others of Qin Fengming's importance, he would naturally receive their protection.
But Qin Fengming did not care for the protection of the others.
"Very well. First, return to that person's side and let Young Friend Qin comprehend the pill formula here." At the female cultivator's instruction, Saintly Venerable Qing Kui returned to the cave entrance, leaving only Qin Fengming standing there.
As a stele suddenly appeared out of thin air before Qin Fengming, a mass of murky yellow mist abruptly swept forth, enveloping Qin Fengming completely. A dangerous aura surged up, making Qin Fengming's heart tighten at once.
The stele was blue-black all over and stood a full three zhang tall, like a huge boulder thrusting into the sky. All four sides were smooth, with a dim azure radiance flickering across them, and countless Spirit Patterns carved upon their surface. Those Spirit Patterns were not rigidly fixed. Instead, they floated above the stele, their dim light flickering and shifting in constant change.
The instant the stele appeared, the energy surging around it immediately gathered toward it, swallowed into the mist.
"You can rest assured. The mist will not affect you too much. This is a pill formula created by an ancient mighty figure. The Artifact-Refining Spirit Patterns within it are exceedingly strange and cannot be recorded or copied.